#miles

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Jupiter from on high smiles at the perjuries of lovers.


Ovid


#jupiter #lovers #smiles

It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.


Amelia Barr


#alike #know #little #little men #men

The real man smiles in trouble, gathers strength from distress, and grows brave by reflection.


Thomas Paine


#brave #distress #gathers #grows #man

I used to be friends with Miles Davis. He didn't like many folks. I lived across the street from him.


Rip Torn


#davis #folks #friends #him #i

I wondered if my smile was as big as hers. Maybe as big. But not as beautiful.


Benjamin Alire Sáenz


#mothers #mums #smile #smiles #beauty

I have found that the people who shout their opinion the loudest are usually the ones most insecure in their position. I don't think it is as much a human foible as it is a human curse that we cannot understand the beauty of a thing until it is gone. It's not that there wasn't anything to say. It's that there was too much and words were poor substitutes for our feelings. But Korczak's greatest legacy is not a public one, the massive stone mountain that he conquered, but the mountain he first conquered in himself-a mountain that he climbed alone-in this we can all empathize. (about the sculptor of Crazy Horse)


Richard Paul Evans


#beauty

Life is made up, not of great sacrifices or duties, but of little things, in which smiles and kindness, and small obligations given habitually, are what preserve the heart and secure comfort.


Humphry Davy


#duties #given #great #habitually #heart

Whever I came into the room, she'd light up, so happy to see me. No one ever in the course of my entire life was ever as happy to see me as she was. Looking back, now, I realize that you only ever need one person who lights up that way when you enter a room. One person is all it takes to give a kid confidence.


Adriana Trigiani


#love #smiles #life

He bit his fingernails. He bit his toenails. He pulled tiny green threads from his shirt and tried flossing his teeth. Then he tried making little green designs with tiny, tiny knots. Then he hit on the idea of weaving messages. Could he macramé "Help, I am a prisoner . . ." and plant it on the back of someone's jacket by static charge? If someone ever came back, that is? He got as far as a delicate gossamer H, E, L, caught the thread on a hangnail while rubbing his stubbled chin, and reduced his plea to an illegible green wad. He pulled another thread and started over.


Lois McMaster Bujold


#vorkosigan #design

For she had embodied the Great Perhaps--she had proved to me that it was worth it to leave behind my minor life for grander maybes, and now she was gone and with her my faith in perhaps.


John Green


#faith